Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Reticence

The reticent volcano keeps
  His never slumbering plan;
Confided are his projects pink
  To no precarious man.

If nature will not tell the tale
  Jehovah told to her,
Can human nature not survive
  Without a listener?

Admonished by her buckled lips
  Let every babbler be.
The only secret people keep
  Is Immortality.

1. The Farthest Thunder That I Heard
2. With Flowers (If recollecting were forgetting)
3. On the Tleakness of My Lot
4. A Portrait
5. Upon the Gallows Hung a Wretch

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